Prologue.

“I warned you about the forest, and what did you do?” He asked, eyes sharp slicing through me with each word.

“I went into the forest.” I replied simply, causing him to tug at his hair his expression a mix of rage and worry. “You could of been killed.”

“I wasn't.”

“You could of. You won’t be that lucky to make it out again. Especially if you’re not with someone.” He sounded exasperated, barely trying to calm down his heavy breathing. Once his breathing returned to normal I actually dared to glance up at him. “Please. Don’t follow me, Aella.”

“You can’t ask that of me, Xander. I’d follow you to the ends of the earth and you’re trying to stop me here.”